Looking at the thirty-six acres of extra land in the inner space. Spice seeds are not available at the moment. My heart felt a little empty. Such a waste. It seems like I have to take care of Shopkeeper Liu. Pay attention to the boats coming and going, it is impossible to buy any more in the town.
Now. There is no practice technique. It can only be passive training. He felt it. His body bones, internal organs, etc. Every moment, I am constantly being nourished and promoted by the true energy in my Dantian. But without skills, he is still considered a strong person in the ordinary world. Self-protection is no problem. But it's not invulnerable. Keep a low profile and keep quiet.
Now that I know that the improvement of my cultivation realm is related to luck. On the one hand, fame can enhance luck. But the county trial will have to wait until February next year. Secondly, doing things that are beneficial to the people can also increase luck, such as the invention of braised pig intestines. Made a dough rolling machine. It can all increase luck, so now we can only start from this aspect.
So we had breakfast the next day. It’s time to start walking around the villages. Don’t worry about inventing something by then, this world already has it. That's no joke. Both a waste of time. Another waste of money. Waterwheels, windmills, threshing machines, everything he could think of in the world already existed. Even if it is not available in the village, it is also available in other villages.
As for the invention of the internal combustion engine, even if you think too much, he won't know it. It seems that the wisdom of the working people of this world cannot be underestimated. Been busy for a while. Discovered that there was nothing to invent on my own. It looks like braised vegetables and a noodle rolling machine. It is also caused by luck. Just take things as they come!
correct. But I thought of something. Cement is a simple thing, but you invented this thing. Even if you get luck, can you keep it? Aren't you looking for death?
So I went to the town and asked shopkeeper Liu to pay attention to the passing ships and collect spice seeds. Seeing shopkeeper Liu's hesitant expression, Li Miao didn't want to explain. I just want you to treat me like a nerd, so what? Besides, there is no way to explain it.
Li Shui, Li Bing, and Li Jun are doing well now, and their nutrition has kept up, and they are the same every day. Seeing Li Miao coming to the store looking like giraffes, Li Miao didn't bother to pay attention.
Li Miao still likes a leisurely life. Reading books, practicing calligraphy, and wandering around the village every day, his current soul is equivalent to the computer processor of future generations. The books you have read are stored in your mind, so you don’t have to worry about forgetting them. But he will also take time to organize and summarize. Especially there is too much information in later generations.
He was also a netizen in later generations, and many things were useless. In other words, they are just fooling around. He also had to tidy it up and put it aside. A book from Mr. Li’s maternal wife. It was digested by him within a few days of taking it home, so the most he did was organize it. As he continued to organize and summarize, he felt that he was also making progress. It seems to be the right thing to do.
Sometimes I take time to spend time with my grandma and mother, especially my mother, who is like a little daughter-in-law. I would often chat with her when I had nothing to do, which made my grandma unhappy. Of course grandma is not jealous, this child has grown up beside her. Aren't you not close to your mother?
The life in this world is very to his liking, and there is no pressure in life now. The only pressure comes from Monk Diarrhea and other worldly masters. Anyway, I am covered by a glass ball, so you can’t see me. Anyway, I am low-key and obedient. With. What can you do to me, "haha".
As for the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, the one who should be married is married, the one who should be widowed is still widowed, and the others are still young. Xue Baochai is only twelve years old, so there is no rush. If he didn't feel that his skills were related to them, he wouldn't pay attention to them.
Besides, he didn't like the Twelve Golden Hairpins either. The only thing I feel is that I feel pity for the ending of some of them, and I feel a little sympathetic. If it weren't for the martial arts, he would never see her or take a look at her.
As time goes by, the inner space has been filled with spices. The forty-eight acres of land will no longer be left unused. Seeing the inner space filled with plants, I feel at ease again. Is it because of obsessive-compulsive disorder? Regardless of this. As long as it's full.
